Woniuzhai was located atop Woniushan.
The mountain resembled a reclining ox, which, according to geomancy, was a very auspicious site. The terrain wasn't all that treacherous, but the ten-foot-high fortress walls and sharp wooden stakes were enough to fend off most enemies.
"Are these the invaders?"
Zhang Aniu, carrying two bronze mallets, came to the entrance of the stronghold and saw a noisy group of players approaching, his eyes widening in disbelief.
The newcomers were strange!
Each one had a shaved head and wore exotic clothes, tall and well-proportioned, with well-maintained appearances: red lips, white teeth, and shiny black hair that made him, the leader, envious.
But...
"Their steps are weak and unstable, their limbs lack strength... they hardly have any axes, only carrying wooden spears, not to mention leather or iron armor... More importantly, who the hell are these guys?"
Jinxiu Scholar watched the scene with stupefied eyes.
"Attack!"
